[Northern Equestria - Approximately 15 feet from the center of Nowhere]

Fleetwing immediately went on high alert. Violetta's senses - whatever they were - had been right about the ghoul, bits to bridles they were right again. The pegasus started to scan the cold mists for signs of life. "Felt something? Was it anythin' like one offffohLunaabove get down!" Striding through the fog was a figure, taller than the average pony, or even zebra. Even from this distance, one could clearly make out the horn standing proud on its head and the wings folded at its side; alicorn!

From their short walk, the trio had started to reach the outskirts of the little settlement, and more importantly, the wreckage from the overpass. Just up ahead was a small pile of rubble, maybe large enough for the three of them to hide behind. In a panic, Fleetwing took off in a mad dash for cover, staying low to the ground.